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“I agree,” E her in “I mean, look at this nursery All you’d have to do is et the furniture included”

Megan nodded then moved to the ith the white curtains She stared down at the backyard On the patio was a grilling area with a stone bar and fireplace But there was enough grass for a swing set Maybe even a dog “As beautiful as it is, this house is on the high end of et,” she admitted

“Can’t you ask your dad for help?” Harper asked “I azillionaire?”

“Not quite” Megan laughed, turning around to sit on the sill “Besides, he’s the rich one, not me”

E chair “Still, if you asked?”

“I’ I want to do I want my stuff to be mine, you know?”

Harper gave a firin’ awesoainst the wooden bars “What about Nash? You’ll live together eventually, right? Maybe he could help you”

Megan let out the loudest sigh of her life, feeling a thousand pounds pressing against her shoulders “Right now, I’, let alone o”

Harper looked on with pity “I’ about your dad in the hospital”

“Don’t be” Megan’s throat tightened She sed, pushing past the thick emotion “I’m used to it”

“You shouldn’t be used to it,” E sad “It’s just hard, you knoith the history of your dad and stuff”

“Yes, I know,” Megan agreed “He’s been really awful to the Blackshaw fae the fact that he’s my dad and he’s never been awful to me”

Maybe it was so in her voice or her expression, but both Emma and Harper an’s ar in Megan’s chest

“We’re here for you, babe,” Emma said “Whatever you need froot your back, and you know that Shep and Chase are there for you too”

Harper gave a firm nod “Always”